Good Grief! Ha sit been that long since I wrote. HO-HUM! Well, I DID spend Xmas on my own...and it was ok. (although I have to say, chicken noodles aren't really my dish of choice for Xmas lunch!! The Pernod was ok though!!!) I got a couple of E-Mails off Herr Mittman and the Saint... but bounced them back unread... NOT interested any more... I think I h
my thoughts exactly
I am a bitch. I will stand up and take the boos and the hisses, but thats what I am. But I am An HONEST bitch........ thats the important thing. I will not be lied to or about. I think the Blessed St. M might be a little pissed, but I have come to the conclusion that, she has no scruples and no moral backbone anyway. As for Gerd? Who cares........ I
well, that is highly commendable of you, respecting someone elses wishes is a good thing......... I how ever am a bitch and I am on my way to hell in a handcart, so I don't really care(although I have a suspicion he will never hit the sites again after today!)
yes but do you not talk to her through your own choice or because you just don't want her to know?
I have just made a rather snazzy discovery on my other blog where I have a stats counter..... it also shows me the IP address(Please, those amongst you that are billy wizzes at this sort of thing, soit patiente avec moi!)..... and its been quite interesting to see who has been hitting the site.......... oh yes indeedy.... the UGB for one. Now theres a curious thing...
You and me both!!!
ANOTHER dream filled night........... But this one was horrible... I woke up feeling.... well, Very very angry and twisted.... if you cut me now I would probably bleed sulphuric acid! Why am I always surrounded by lying, spineless, weak men? Men who lie to preseve their arse, are too cowardly to say what they REALLY think and too weak to know their
Well! There you go! I made It to Forty. In one piece....a little frayed around the edges but otherwise ok! Things are much improved on both the emotional and physical front. Have just finished my chemo, and apart from feeling knacked its ok. I am slowly getting over the UGB.... its a long process but I will get there in the end. I am starting a CELTA
Well thats not strictly true. This year all my girls are away, Karli is with her Fiance Tom (bless), Frankie is with Warren and Boo is with Sean. For the first time in my life I will be spending Christmas alone.And it feels ok. I am actually a bit of a 'Bah Humbug' kind of girl when it comes to this particular festival. I cannot bear the hype, the expenditure
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A man left work one Friday afternoon. Being payday, instead of going home, he stayed out the entire weekend hunting with the boys and spent his entire paycheck. When he finally appeared at home, Sunday night, he was confronted by a very angry wife and was barraged for nearly two hours with a tirade befitting his actions. Finally, his wife stopped the nagging and simply said to him, "How would you like it if you didn't see me for two or three d
Here is the final word on nutrition and health. It's a relief to know the truth after all those conflicting medical studies. The Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than do the British or Americans. The French eat a lot of fat and also suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans. The Japanese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than the British or Americans. <
DRINKING POEM SOTALLY TOBER Starkle starkle little twink who the hell you are I think I'm not under what you call the alcofluence of incohol I'm just a little slort of sheep I'm not drunk like tinkle peep I don't know who is me yet but the drunker I stand here the longer I get Just give me one more drink to fill me cup 'cuz I got all day sober to Sunday up.
cheers dan.... I think this is the hardest bit actually... he is flying back from canbodia as we speak... i haveb't had any contact for 2 weeks because he wants to think about our friendship and weither he can trust me again(go figure)... so I will be a wreck for the next few days waiting to see if I hear anything from him.....
This is something we got mailed to us at the psych unit a while back (i HATE the fact we are used as a bloody bail hostel at times) BTW what Uni you at?
Consider yourself scrutinised!
That sounded trite didn't it? Love is something I have never really bought into, even as the mother of three children, I have never been high on the altruistic stakes...and then He happened along, and everything got turned upside down... if the split wasn't difficult enough, he actually turned me inside out and upside down so as I no longer know who I am or what I am doing here!
Frankie left at 06h30 this morning to go and spend the weekend with her father... see goes every fortnight and my ex and I have a really good relationship, to the point I am going to his wedding in April. And here is the problem... This is my first weekend alone since the split/diagnosis/termination... and its a horrible place I find myself. I got ready to g
He is still there and he'sa b****y general manager!(for Germany....)ho-hum.... actually he used to talk in BMI's all the time....so yu-huh... efinitely a square peg in a round hole!!!
been on both sides of the scale too... but I lost my weight because of pregnancy... and I have 3 kids, (but no stretch marks!) I miss my boobs and my bum, but at 40 i am a size 4, and I cannot find clothes to fit me... and yes, I can do the 3 course meal thing, without any problem (beer on the other hand isa different story... but i have no desire to become a lush, just to gain a few pounds!) At the end of the day society as a rule is obsessed by i
I read another joeuser's blog yesterday, and posted a comment which was reciprocated.... God, it is such a relief to know you are not the only one. When your heart gets broken and your universe falls apart, you can feel like you are the only person in the world who feels that way. You begin to resent the world and his dog for getting on and leading a 'norma
God Give Me Strength- Bacharach/Costello Now I have nothing, so God give me strength ’cause I’m weak in his wake And if I’m strong I might still break And I don’t have anything to share That I won’t throw away into the air That song is sung out This belle is rung out he was the light that I’d bless he took my last chance
Thanks Dan, always find aggression and violence fun in confined areas!!!
Oh Hun, I know EXACTLY what you are going through, because I am there right along side with exactly the same situation...and don't you get sick of everyone telling you 'time is a great healer' and'you will get over him'....when the last thing you want to do is get over him...under him maybe.... Have you heard God Give Me Strength by Elvis Costello? It was written for us!!! Kisses Iva [email protected] xxxx If you ever need to chat
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